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<h1><a href="https://archiveofourown.org/works/28497357">Baby, Don't You Know I'm Hurting?</a> by <a class='authorlink' href='https://archiveofourown.org/users/thesupremegrinch/pseuds/thesupremegrinch'>thesupremegrinch</a></h1>

<table class="full">

<tr><td><b>Category:</b></td><td>American Horror Story, American Horror Story: Apocalypse, American Horror Story: Coven</td></tr>

<tr><td><b>Genre:</b></td><td>Emotional Hurt/Comfort, F/F, Kissing, Vaginal Fingering</td></tr>

<tr><td><b>Language:</b></td><td>English</td></tr>

<tr><td><b>Status:</b></td><td>Completed</td></tr>

<tr><td><b>Published:</b></td><td>2021-01-02</td></tr>

<tr><td><b>Updated:</b></td><td>2021-01-21</td></tr>

<tr><td><b>Packaged:</b></td><td>2021-05-18 04:28:49</td></tr>

<tr><td><b>Rating:</b></td><td>Explicit</td></tr>

<tr><td><b>Warnings:</b></td><td>No Archive Warnings Apply</td></tr>

<tr><td><b>Chapters:</b></td><td>3</td></tr>

<tr><td><b>Words:</b></td><td>3,956</td></tr>

<tr><td><b>Publisher:</b></td><td>archiveofourown.org</td></tr>

<tr><td><b>Story URL:</b></td><td>https://archiveofourown.org/works/28497357</td></tr>

<tr><td><b>Author URL:</b></td><td>https://archiveofourown.org/users/thesupremegrinch/pseuds/thesupremegrinch</td></tr>

<tr><td><b>Summary:</b></td><td><div class="userstuff">
              <p>To Hell and back makes for impulse decisions and resolutions left up in the air.<br/>(Going to be a two-parter, my account is messing up and I couldn't add this in the notes)</p>
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<tr><td><b>Relationships:</b></td><td>Misty Day/Cordelia Foxx | Cordelia Goode</td></tr>

<tr><td><b>Comments:</b></td><td>4</td></tr>

<tr><td><b>Kudos:</b></td><td>58</td></tr>

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<a name="section0001"><h2>1. Chapter 1</h2></a>
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    <p>
  <em>Knock knock.</em>
</p><p>Cordelia’s head turned toward her bedroom door as she shucked on her night robe at the unexpected visitor. “Come in,” she called out as she walked toward the door. It swung open to reveal Misty. A very visibly upset Misty. “Oh Sweetie, what’s wrong?”</p><p>The curly haired witch had been ushered from Hell mere hours ago by Mallory. Of course, she was upset. Cordelia gently grabbed her hand and encouraged her into the room as she shut the door to give them privacy. Cordelia furrowed her brow and stroked the back of Misty’s hand with her thumb as the curly haired witch used her other hand to wipe away her tears.</p><p>Cordelia’s voice was sympathetic, “Let me phrase that better, what’s immediately wrong?”</p><p>Misty’s teeth chattered as she forced herself to speak, “The nightmare I just had… it was-” Her words were cut off by fresh tears bursting out.</p><p>Cordelia wrapped her arms around her for a comforting hug. Misty clung onto her for dear life. “Shh, shh, shh,” Cordelia shushed her with lips against her wild hair.</p><p>“Can I… can I sleep with you tonight?”</p><p>Cordelia’s hand softly rubbed her back soothingly, “Yes, whatever you need, I’m here.” She led her back to the bed and carefully laid the younger witch down before ridding herself of her robe and going around to crawl into the other side of the bed.</p><p>Pulling the covers up around their waists, Cordelia pulled her into another embrace. Her soft hands stroked Misty’s hair and caressed her face. “It’s going to be ok. I’ll help you get through this.”</p><p>Misty nodded. It was easy to believe it when hearing it from Cordelia’s voice and while looking at her angelic face.</p><p>It took awhile before Misty calmed down. She told Cordelia everything that’d happened in her nightmare and it really did help to have Cordelia listen and the replies she gave were perfect.</p><p>It’d been minutes since she stopped crying and she was suddenly drawn to Cordelia more than ever. Without a second thought, she leaned in and kissed her. <em>God</em>, her lips were like magic… or more like Heaven, and she really needed that right now. Cordelia’s lips had frozen at first, but when they started moving back against her own Misty kept going and going.</p><p>She clung to the soft, plump lips like they were her only lifeline. Her hands pulled Cordelia closer as she felt Cordelia’s pressing soft against her cheek. Misty was getting worked up. She palmed Cordelia’s breast before slipping her hand up Cordelia’s silk night top and grabbing the flesh.</p><p>She massaged her there and then her hand was making its way down Cordelia’s toned stomach. The skin was so smooth, and the kissing made Misty’s breath ragged. It was coming out harsh along Cordelia’s lips.</p><p>The barrier of Cordelia’s matching silk sleep pants was quickly invaded, along with the thin, lacy material of her underwear. Misty’s hand coasted down over freshly smooth skin. Down over the part that separated her labia. She carefully dipped the tip of her middle finger into the slit and kept easing it down until she found Cordelia’s opening.</p><p>She was practically gasping for air in the kisses as she brought her pointer finger over to join her middle one. Misty’s whole body clenched in anticipation as she slowly entered Cordelia’s body with both fingers. Her head swam with the thought, ‘<em>Oh my God, I’m inside her.</em>’ It was a tight fit. Right as she started to thrust, Cordelia pulled her lips away, “Misty, you should go back to your room.”</p><p>Misty quickly pulled out. “I’m sorry,” she rushed to say before she jumped up from the bed and made her way out of Cordelia’s room. On the short walk down the hallway, her mind raced.</p><p>‘<em>How could I be so stupid?...</em></p><p>
  <em>Why did I-…</em>
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  <em>She didn’t even want it…</em>
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  <em>She wasn’t wet or anything…</em>
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  <em>This is going to make everything worse…’</em>
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<a name="section0002"><h2>2. Ch. 2</h2></a>
<div class="story"><div class="fff_chapter_notes fff_head_notes"><b>Summary for the Chapter:</b><blockquote class="userstuff">
            <p>(I know I said this story would be two parts, I've changed it to three. Hopefully somebody likes it.)</p>
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    <p>Misty stopped short when she walked into one of the rooms of the mansion that was now used for Zoe, Queenie, Cordelia, and even Madison to teach the newer witches classes. It was supposed to be empty right now, but there on the other side of the room was Cordelia looking back at her. “Sorry, thought it was unoccupied,” she murmured as she turned to leave.</p><p>“Misty, wait,” Cordelia said as she walked toward the witch. “I came early to set up,” she offered as the younger witch’s eyes met hers. There was a long silence after that.</p><p>‘<em>Jesus</em>,’ Misty thought. She’d managed to avoid Cordelia all day yesterday, the day after everything went down, and Cordelia had allowed the distance. She was not looking forward to this encounter.</p><p>Cordelia sat on the edge of one of the tables as she collected her thoughts. “We need to talk about what happened no matter how awkward it may be.”</p><p>The curly haired witch let out an uncomfortable sigh as she shut the door behind her to give them some privacy. Her hand nervously rubbed her temple, and her voice came out wavering from nerves, “I don’t know what to say. I didn’t plan it. I just did it. I didn’t want to stop until you said so and part of me still didn’t want to, but you told me to, and it was the right thing to do and-” She was rambling and cut herself off before she said something really stupid.</p><p>Cordelia’s brown eyes looked at her warmly with a hint of concern mixed in. She kept her voice soft as she said, “I get that you’re vulnerable right now. I can’t fathom what being stuck in Hell so long was like or what you’re going through after coming back.” She gave a small, sad smile and pressed on, “I’m not going back on my word. I’m still here to help you. Misty…you can’t let the overwhelming emotions cause you to do <em>that</em>. I understand how the boundaries can feel fuzzy to you, the bigger part of me didn’t want you to stop either. The smaller part knew that exposing you to that so soon after your return would be damaging and I’m your Supreme, it would be abuse of power.”</p><p>Misty nerves were now combined with curiosity and a strange sense of hope. Here Cordelia was admitting that she’d wanted to have sex with her, no matter if she realized it or not. The curly haired witch was sure Cordelia had meant for her words to be comforting instead of revealing. She was able to keep her voice calmer this time as she said, “Part of you wanted me to keep going. Why would it have been so bad?”</p><p>Cordelia’s eyes went wide at her response as she realized what she’d said to Misty. Her composure started to collapse as she said the only thing that came to her mind, “Misty, you tried to fuck me hours after you came back from Hell! You’re more than a little vulnerable and you weren’t thinking clearly.”</p><p>“I wasn’t,” she admitted with a shrug, “I finally had the guts to make a move on you because of it.” She stepped closer to the older witch.</p><p>Cordelia studied her face, “Wh…what?”</p><p>Oh, Misty had her flustered now. Her voice went low as she moved in so close to Cordelia that she could faintly feel her breath hitting her, “I’ve always liked you, Cordelia, since the first lesson you taught me.” Cordelia’s dark eyes sparkled this close up and her lips were so pretty and pink, she looked beautiful. It made Misty’s voice raspier as she whispered, “Tell me after all that time working together you never thought about being with me.”</p><p>Cordelia’s cheeks turned a light shade of pink. Her mouth opened slowly like she was debating on her reply. “I have.”</p><p>Misty smiled at her answer and held tightly to her waist. Cordelia still tried to reason it away, “We can’t. It wouldn’t be right for more reasons than one.” Her hands gently went to Misty’s and pushed them away.</p><p>“Who cares if you’re the Supreme or if I’m fragile right now? You’re only a few years older than me and I’ve wanted this for so long. I want it. You want it. There’s no problem.”</p><p>Cordelia suddenly looked shy as she quietly said, “I’ve never been with a woman.”</p><p>‘<em>Oh</em>.’ Misty caressed Cordelia’s hand before entwining their fingers. “Neither have I,” she reassured her, “No big deal, we can learn together.” Cordelia’s eyes drifted down to her lips and that’s when Misty kissed her. It was passionate and hungry while still being sweet and patient. It was obvious by the way Cordelia’s hands kept her face from going too far and by how Misty’s hands were on her back and waist pulling her close that there was no going back, they could only go forward and see how it goes.</p><p>Cordelia pulled away at the sound of approaching feet and chitter-chatter. It was a wonder she heard it over her and Misty’s ragged breathing. “It’s my class,” she gasped out. Misty backed up so she had enough space to stand up and straighten her shirt. She quickly smoothed her hair down as she tried to regulate her breathing.</p><p>Misty quickly did the same as she leaned in and whispered, “Picking up where we left off later?”</p><p>Cordelia nodded with a hint of a smile, “My bedroom tonight. I’ll help you keep the nightmares away.”</p><p>Misty smiled as she started toward the door right as the witches were coming in. She was so excited and ready to see what losing herself in Cordelia was really, truly like.</p>
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<a name="section0003"><h2>3. Chapter 3</h2></a>
<div class="story"><div class="fff_chapter_notes fff_head_notes"><b>Summary for the Chapter:</b><blockquote class="userstuff">
            <p>Ready to read some smut?<br/>(I didn't proofread, there are sure to be mistakes.)</p>
          </blockquote><b>Notes for the Chapter:</b><blockquote class="userstuff"><p>Let me know what you guys think. I've been finding it hard to find time to write and it's difficult getting the words to come to me. I get so many ideas and then it's like I get writer's block.</p></blockquote></div><div class="userstuff module">
    
    <p>Cordelia reached for the doorknob to her bedroom door. She turned her head when she heard talking and saw Zoe and Misty walking together. Misty and Cordelia locked eyes as Zoe told Misty, “Goodnight,” and opened the door to her room. Cordelia smirked and nodded toward her own door before she went inside. Misty immediately picked up on the signal, luckily Zoe wasn’t paying attention.</p><p>Cordelia left the door cracked. Misty murmured back to Zoe, “Goodnight,” and kept walking. She looked back when she heard Zoe’s door shut and hurried into Cordelia’s room before anyone else came down the hallway. Cordelia’s eyes fell down to the lock on the doorknob and willed it to lock with magic. The witches’ eyes met and suddenly the atmosphere of being alone in the bedroom became heavy.  </p><p>Cordelia was the first to take a step closer. Misty followed suit until they were inches apart. “You’re so beautiful,” Misty said as she pressed her hand to Cordelia’s cheek to caress the soft skin and take in her beauty. Cordelia smiled and tilted her head to kiss her palm. Her hands went to Misty’s biceps and ran down the smooth skin. Her fingers grabbed the shawl draped around Misty’s arms.</p><p>“Get more comfortable,” Cordelia said as she batted her eyes, removed the shawl from the other witch’s body, walked deeper into the room, and sat the shawl down on the nightstand. She grabbed her silk pajamas from where they laid on top of her pillow and looked over her shoulder, “I’ll be back.”</p><p>As Cordelia disappeared into her bathroom, Misty felt the nerves getting to her. <em>Am I really about to have sex with her? </em>All the nerves turned into excitement as reality hit her. She quietly squealed, not wanting Cordelia to hear and looked at the bed. She sat down on it and quickly pulled her boots and socks off. Throwing the last sock on the floor, she sat back on the bed, and watched Cordelia pull the bathroom door open.</p><p>“Someone’s ready for me,” Cordelia said with a smirk as she walked over.</p><p>“You said to get more comfortable,” Misty replied.</p><p>Cordelia crawled onto the bed. “Lay with me?” She pulled Misty down to lay beside her. Face to face, the air was tense.</p><p>Misty’s hand gripped tight to Cordelia’s side and her voice was husky as she said, “I can’t wait anymore.” Her lips crushed to the older witch’s.</p><p>The sensual sucking and the tongue going into Cordelia’s mouth to tease hers caused a moan that gnawed at the need in Misty to consume the woman before her. Misty’s hand went to her shoulder and pushed her down on her back. She kissed down Cordelia’s neck as her hand eased the silk night shirt up until Cordelia’s closest breast was exposed.</p><p>The Cajun got a good look at it and pressed her lips to it, letting the nipple slide into her mouth. She sucked and licked, getting it nice and hard. Cordelia’s skin smelled good and the hardening nipple tasted good. A hand went to her hair, the heavy breathing and quiet moans spurred her on.</p><p>Cordelia felt Misty’s hand trailing down her stomach. When it flicked past her pajama pants and underwear like they were nothing, it was incredibly easy to let her thighs open up and give it room to nestle between them. Misty’s fingers collected wetness and started rubbing circles into her clit. “<em>Oh!</em>”</p><p>It caught her off guard with how good it felt already. Her hand gripped tighter into Misty’s hair. She felt teeth lightly pierce her nipple… “<em>Oh!</em>”… it caused her hips to stutter against Misty’s hand. She writhed as the sucking on her nipple got harder, Misty was sucking it hard like it was hers. Misty claiming her like this made Cordelia’s eyes roll.  </p><p>A sharp breath left her. Misty’s fingers on her clit stayed consistent, provoking the burn. She looked down at the Cajun’s face. “I thought you said you’ve never been with a woman,” she breathed out before a harsh gasp ripped out of her. Misty looked up into her dark eyes with a hum. One…two…nips of teeth…then harder sucking. “You’re going to make me cum if you keep doing that.”</p><p>Misty doubled down harder after that with her mouth. The friction between Cordelia’s legs felt more delicious. Her thigh twitched in warning a split second before her back arched and she was moaning out her orgasm. “<em>God…oh, God!...”</em></p><p>Cordelia’s hips jerked against her hand. When they settled down, Misty stopped.</p><p>The Cajun pulled back and tugged Cordelia’s shirt over her head. The older witch furrowed her brow in question. The shirt dropped to the floor. Misty chuckled, a low, horny noise. “Good luck getting me off you,” she said with a gravelly voice as she yanked Cordelia’s pants and underwear down her long, lean legs. She got a groan in response.</p><p>She pushed Cordelia’s legs apart, seeing how she glistened, she licked her lips. She dove in and took a big lick up the entirety of Cordelia’s most sacred part.</p><p>“<em>Misty</em>..”</p><p>The Cajun kissed up the older witch’s body at hearing her name. She kissed her on the lips then looked her in the eye as her fingers teased Cordelia’s opening. Barely inside, her fingertips could feel Cordelia kissing them with sweet puckers. “You’re not going to make me pull out this time?” she questioned with a cheeky grin.</p><p>Cordelia’s hands gathered in the material of Misty’s dress. “Not if you take this off first.” Misty sat back on her knees and they took it off together. Cordelia’s hand grabbed the cup covering Misty’s right breast, “Get rid of this too,” she said as her fingers dipped inside. When the bra was gone, Cordelia’s lips parted as she took in her chest, “They’re perfect,” her voice was a low whisper.</p><p>Her hand went to the younger witch’s breast. Misty snatched her wrist and pinned it down to the mattress. Cordelia watched bus eyes get darker with lust. “None of that yet. I’m not done with you.” She grinned teasingly down at the Supreme.</p><p>“Who says you’re in control?”</p><p>Misty let her body fall down onto her with a chuckle. “You and I both know that I’ve been in charge since before we ended up in bed.” She squeezed Cordelia’s wrist harder. “We both know you need someone to take the reigns and wring you dry.” She could feel Cordelia’s chest rising and falling more harshly as her breathing started getting erratic again. Misty smiled at the effect as Cordelia blushed. “I’m going to make you cum so hard you can never forget it.”</p><p>Misty let go of her wrist and used her palm to relieve Cordelia of having all of her weight on her. Her fingers went to Cordelia’s clit. With two harsh rubs, the tingling was painful. Cordelia whined and squeezed her legs shut around Misty’s hand. “It’s too sensitive.”</p><p>Misty nodded and pulled her hand away. She kissed Cordelia softly on the lips. She kissed down to the older witch’s chest and gently sucked on her nipple. “What about here?” Another gentle suck. “Are you too sensitive here?” The seductive tone in her voice made Cordelia moan. “Guess not,” Misty teased as she nibbled before taking the other nipple in her mouth.</p><p>Cordelia’s hands went to the Cajun’s hair. “<em>Fuck, </em>you’re good with your mouth.”</p><p>Misty eased her legs apart with her hand, “Good with my fingers too.” Her fingers met wet heat as she slowly pushed them inside Cordelia’s body.</p><p>“<em>Fuck,</em>” was the moan above her.  </p><p>She thrusted and started curling her fingers as she never let those perfect nipples get away from her. Cordelia was clutching onto her head and arching her back in no time. Misty could feel the g-spot appreciating the pads of her fingers with every curl. “<em>Misty-I-”</em></p><p>“What, Baby?” She turned her nipple loose long enough to ask and sucked it back into her mouth. She could feel Cordelia’s hips writhe subtly.</p><p>“<em>I need another finger, please…and I- fuck, please- I need you to play with my clit</em>.” The desperation in her voice made Misty drip with arousal.</p><p>Misty swiftly added a third finger and angled her hand so her thumb could put pressure on the bundle of nerves that’d been too overworked to take her minutes ago. Her thumb made firm circles.</p><p>Cordelia felt a tremor go through her body. A loud moan revealed how close she was. She ripped at the Cajun’s hair as she looked down at her working a nipple raw between her lips. “<em>Bite them</em>.” Teeth dug in and her whole body went taut. “<em>Fuck!!</em>”</p><p>She screamed while Misty switched sides and bit her other nipple. Her eyes fell shut and her whole body convulsed. “<em>Oh please…fuck! Please, Misty!” </em>She screamed out as her left hand clutched at the Cajun’s back because she was afraid she was going to pull her hair out. Still, she kept a handful of hair in her right hand. She whimpered and her voice dropped low, “<em>I can’t take it.</em>”</p><p>Her hips writhed desperately into the bed. Just as Misty was about to pull her mouth away to clarify what that comment meant, Cordelia quietly gasped out, “<em>I’ve never came this hard in my life. Keep going, please, it’s almost over.”</em></p><p>Misty settled her face back down and gave her one last bite. She felt scratches on her back from Cordelia’s nails. “<em>God…</em>” Cordelia moaned. The pleasure went away, her body relaxed around Misty’s fingers. She opened her eyes and loosened her grip on the Cajun’s back and in her hair. A ragged exhale fought its way out. She whined when Misty pulled her fingers out and released her nipple.</p><p>The Cajun gave her a sweet kiss on the forehead and settled at her side. She gave Cordelia a moment to breathe before she teased, “What was with all the begging, do I make you that crazy?”</p><p>The Supreme was too blown away to be bashful, she rolled onto her side, her palm going to Misty’s cheek, “Never underestimate what you’re capable of.” She smirked and bit her lip. Misty chuckled and then Cordelia kissed her. Cordelia rolled on top of her and pulled her into a steamy kiss, then rolled onto her back and pulled Misty on top of her. “Sit on my face.”</p><p>Heat ran through Misty’s body, she gladly crawled into place and straddled Cordelia’s face. Cordelia’s hands smoothed across her thighs as her tongue sought out the slick folds in front of her. She settled on Misty’s clit, licking and sucking until she had the Cajun swaying her hips side to side.</p><p>“<em>Goddamn it, Cordelia</em>…”</p><p>“Mmm, you taste good,” the Supreme hummed in return. She made broader circles with her tongue then switched to smaller, tighter ones. Her left hand ran up soft skin until she was cupping Misty’s breast. She felt a rough buck against her face.</p><p>“<em>Oh! Holy shit!</em>” Misty cried out as her head tilted back. She was so worked up from fucking Cordelia that she couldn’t hold on anymore. She was going to cum quick and hard. Quickly, she looked down at Cordelia and buried her hands in her hair as she shivered all over, “<em>Shit…shit! C-Cordelia!</em>” She made the Supreme’s face sloppy with her cum.</p><p>When it went away, she climbed off Cordelia in a hurry and pulling to her. “That was amazing, Baby, now it’s my turn to eat you.”</p><p>Two thighs straddled her face and she showed Cordelia just how much she appreciated the orgasm. Cordelia rolled her hips in a circular motion on Misty’s tongue until her body seized from the pleasure, she moaned with the Cajun’s name on her lips.</p><p>Cordelia sat down at Misty’s side. With a small smirk, she said, “I owe you one more at least. How would you feel about riding my fingers?” She raised her brow suggestively.</p><p>“Great,” Misty breathed out with a chuckle.</p><p>With one thigh on either side on her lap, Cordelia easily slid two fingers in. “So <em>wet</em>…” she teased. The Cajun groaned and started rising and falling on her fingers. “That’s it, Baby.” Cordelia’s eyes were drawn down to her chest, mesmerized by what she saw there. She bit her lip and quickly came to the conclusion that the Cajun’s tits were her favorite part of her body.</p><p>The way they bounced was something else entirely. Cordelia decided to comment on it. “Look at them bounce.” Her left hand cradled Misty’s hip and urged her to ride harder, she wanted more of a show. “Look at how perfect they are.”</p><p>Misty’s eyes followed hers down. “<em>Fuck!</em>” She whined as Cordelia’s fingers hit harder. Cordelia white knuckled her hip and pulled her body up and down even more roughly. Cordelia’s thumb stroked her clit and her eyes snapped up to meet Misty’s.</p><p>“Cum on my fingers, Baby. I want to feel your pussy squeeze them nice and tight,” was all Cordelia had to say and Misty melted. Intense waves of euphoria hit her, her hips worked overtime, and her pussy spasmed uncontrollably.</p><p>“<em>Holy fuck! Oh fuck, oh fuck! Oh fuck!</em>”</p><p>The Cajun felt delirious until the orgasm ended. She slumped against Cordelia and took deep, ragged breaths until her breathing was back to normal. She whimpered when Cordelia withdrew her fingers. “Damn,” she gasped out and got off Cordelia to lay down beside her.</p><p>Cordelia laid down facing her, “I know.”</p><p>Misty rolled onto her side to throw an arm around Cordelia and pulled her closer. “Tell me…does it feel right to be with me? You said before it wouldn’t be.”</p><p>Cordelia took in how beautiful she was, “Nothing’s ever felt more right in my life.” She smiled and it caused Misty to smile.</p><p>“Well, good,” the Cajun said, “It feels pretty damn right to me too.”</p><p>With a light chuckle, Cordelia bit her lip and then leaned in to kiss the love of her life.  </p>
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